Vic Chesnutt - Zippy Morocco lyrics

Zippy morocco with a hat on his head Set sail for the seven seas When his mother took to dead Barely out of teenagedom When his mental map was unfurled The next thing that he knew He found himself halfway around the world With nobody to send exotic postcards to With nobody to send exotic postcards to Zippy morocco as the admiral of fleet Might've been wet behind the ears But he certainly was fast on his feet Put down a mutiny at the edge of the earth He knew the value of the swirling sun He never overestimated his own worth It was the grief that whetted his appetite It was the grief that whetted his appetite And the waves they do not tell you welcome And the sand on the shore Does not spell out a hello Salutations they are below the surface Listen to zippy morocco, he says, "that is what i know" Zippy morocco as the perfect pragmatist Had a hold on the astronomical odds And he knew what to risk Staked a million on an easterly wind Collected the holy city Now the horse traders come to him With their beads and cheese and horses With their beads and cheese and horses